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Moments before I left
And the days that followed,
I knew that if I looked into your eyes, you'd never see me again

So say what you want to say,
Lie to my face and make it seem like I can stay
But I know my demons are catching up now

So swallow your pride and allow all of the shame to swell up in your voice when you tell me that it is my time to walk away

The rain is pouring down on our backs
And behind us lies the past,
Remember me now you say,
As we forget who we are

We spend hours trying to walk in someone else's shoes but we forget where ours have been
And the soles have now eroded,
With the simplicity of broken tongues

There is no shame in spilling our guts tonight,
All it takes is one pointing finger down our throats and everything comes back up

I'd keep running to your doorsteps but you haven't convinced me that I am worth your time

The Trauma of Impact

While you call me, I'm over and out
The constant buzz continues,
And the lines blur -
While there is no sun to rise or fall,
My shot has been blanketed in text,
Scaling these impossible fences I have no clue
What I'm holding on to

In our town, superheroes are dawned of darkness
And their counterparts are so close I can hear them breathing

I need you to break my door down so these walls can feel paralyzed
And I will watch you count back to five every time,
With nothing to pull this rope awaits slowly
But I can't can't count on gravity as somehow it kept you away,

So holding your head was the only symptom of loneliness I'd never forget,
And if I jumped for what I believed in, I'd fall onto a complete strangers plane of glass
And they'd see me fall apart for the last time
So keep running away,
With my heart out
A bearing is all I need as my conscience slips my grasp

Recurring Currents

Through the lines,
I've been waiting
Just to see you now, but you keep dodging me
So I guess I will just go
But there's something I wanted you to know,

Oh I've been waiting, wading out here in the sea,
I was swimming now I'm drowning, but this is where I want to be

Through the lines,
I've been writing you,
Hoping you've grazed the world for me
Sitting at home with the door unlocked

Although this place is old, it's the new place I call home,
I was sleeping on park benches all alone

This is the life I live,
Sad as hell with the recurring currents dragging me back under the tide
Somedays death tastes so easy but I keep getting pushed into hope
But I know I'm only drowning myself deeper

If I keep waiting for you to call me now,
I know I'll never pick up where I left off

Through the lines,
The flames keep us waiting
But I'm burning at the thought
You could call it all a waste

Call Me

How's California?
Is it everything that it's made out to be?
Is it gorgeous?
Is it a place for a guy like me?

I want to go somewhere today,
To a place I've never been

How's California?
How much am I missing out on?
Are all my dreams wasting away?
Should I keep still today?

Everything I've been thinking,
Tells me I just need to go
Relax, relax,
There's no rushing to the golden state,

Everything I've already lost,
Won't ever be found
So we keep on looking
For new ways to find
These hidden things

Relapse, relapse,
I miss you
So how is California?
Is it really the place I need to be?
Because back here in Michigan,
I'm lost without your beaches

The Cartoon Robbery of Teal Walls

It was the wind behind my back
The words that it screamed
And the questions that left my lips
That left my heart reamed

How does it feel, shouting against the sky?
Defining loss as the way to get ahead in life and be so far behind

There's nothing here anymore

So we kept running through the places we used to hide, asking people to show their pride
Our hotel rooms contain things worse than bed bugs
(scarier than rotting flesh)

One day we shall see what the world brings those of who wait, while those blowing us kisses keep us away

With the wind in my face, I've been screaming for nobody to hear me
It proves to me that no one has ever cared enough for the things I used to say

Bitter sweet lines about beating hearts and shallow graves,
Menacing corruptions making us fake

Nowhere in the world can I see myself wishing I was but the places I used to hide all them years ago,
As dryers were the white walls I felt the most content being myself slammed up against

These battered questions left me looking for answers I'm afraid of
And yet once again the world stopped me from spinning out of control